12.01.05 :: 12:56 pm
i got yelled at for things beyond my control by the schmoozy, ass-kissy VP.
i explained that i worked on the fragrance for the past year and he just shrugged and said "that's what they're all saying."
you know what?
i didn't want to be a part of the mayhem at the store today with the mobs of tourists shoving me to get pictures.
i don't need to be treated like some starry eyed teenager, ok?
and what gets me is that really high-up executives were CLAMORING to shake his hand and FAWNING all over him and it was just all really vulgar and gross and pathetic and lame.
I snuck out with my freelance creative guy and we smoked cigarettes on the curb and made fun of everyone and took a cab back down to the office.
And now I'm back, left to deal with the aftermath.
Not even a goddamned THANK YOU for making this stupid shit happen. You assholes had product on the shelves, t-shirts on your salespeople, and handkerchiefs to spray the shitty stank on.
Whatever and WHATEVER.
Again, a big old FUCKYOU.